Two Rings of the CEO

The Painful Rejection.

Sometimes what we want will never come true.

The beautiful girl in black drapes, scraping a pen on a white sheet of paper, accompanied by the light of the sun. The dark blue-covered diary became a place to write down all the journey of his life story for many years. The book is thick enough to be almost full until it leaves a few sheets.

Anastasya, a beautiful girl of a million charms but unfortunate luck was enjoying her solitude. Sitting in a chair that looks directly at the beach, making him a little forget the strange problems in the way of life that is holding him.

Anastasya closed the blue-covered book after it was finished writing down all the burdens of his mind. Then take her in the arms.

"Am I sure of the decision I'm going to make." The girl muttered while staring at the sea.

For a few days calm down and think with a cool head. The girl was determined to sue the husband for divorce.

Maybe it's better than having to last longer.

There is still a beautiful shadow of the future in the high girl's blind pelupur all that. Return home to the hometown, gather with uncle, aunt, and nephew and build a small business to connect life with his own sweat money. A simple wish that Anastasya might still achieve after leaving the luxurious life with Arka.

The destiny of human life, no one knows. We are only puppets where the creator is more powerful as the mastermind who has set the path of human life even before the owner of the fate was born into the world.

From Anastasya's side, living with Arka made him even more tormented. Having, but never being loved. How unfortunate. But Anastasya never regretted the feelings that had lodged in the recesses of his soul.

Arka is a man who he unconsciously admires, but must also forget. Because, now there is a figure of Zara who is able to make Arka slowly but surely begin to ignore its existence.

This is not Arka's fault, let alone Zara's, but her own. She used to make crazy decisions by asking a girl to marry her husband. At first the girl refused, so she desperately wanted to end her life if the girl or her husband did not obey her will.

But not without reason, he did it all. Not a day or two he knew the figure of the husband. He saw a warm gaze that emanated from the husband while stealing a glance at the innocent girl, which was a warm gaze that he never felt himself.

And all that is spoken on the lips, not always able to be accepted by the heart. Lips can smile, but hearts are broken.

Anastasya remembers something that happened one night. As a normal woman, of course, she is not able to forever withstand the turmoil of what a perfect man like Arka has. Handsome face, athletic body that is able to make anyone tempted to touch it.

The beautiful girl accidentally entered Arka's workroom to tease her, a thin, translucent evening dress she covered with a cloak to keep the servants from suspecting.

Arka is still busy with a pile of unresolved work even though the time shows almost midnight. Anastasya opened the door slowly, and Arka noticed. He looked up for a while and then resumed his work.

"I'm not sleepy yet. You alone, aren't you tired of working this late." Anaatasya approached and got closer. Lean on the desk by leaning his body right in front of Arka.

Arka also knitted her eyebrows together. During the marriage they never slept in the same room, but why suddenly Anastasya was seen trying to approach him.

"Hasn't it been my habit like this, and I'm sure you already know."

Anastasya was not surprised by the cold words of the handsome man with the status of her husband. He turned his brain to find another reason.

"Are you tired, let me massage you." Anastasya moved quickly towards Arka's shoulder and began to massage her gently.

Arka felt uncomfortable and tried to avoid. "Anastasya, no need. I'm not tired." Shaking his shoulders and striking Anastasya's hand a little rough. "I'm sorry, I don't want to be disturbed" Arka said as she caught a disappointed expression from his wife.

"No problem, I can stay here to wait for you and won't interfere." Anastasya did switch from behind Arka's back, but the girl leaned back on the table and took off the robe that covered her body on the floor until the thin evening dress was plastered for real.

Anastasya sat her body on the table in a seductive style. Maron-colored dresses were seen fused on her smooth white skin, even the curves of her well-heeled body were clearly visible from the reflection of her transparent dress. The low chest cleavage makes both hills bulge which is able to make any man not blink.

"Arka, I've been craving it for a long time. Do you know that," said Anastasya while his clasped fingers moved to rub a thin sideburn in the area of the sturdy jaw of Arka. Hand caresses sexy and seductive girls that will make any man unable to resist, even to do more.

But Arkana Surya Atmadja is not his name if he is easily tempted. Somehow every saw Anastasya, made him remember the figure of Rangga, his best friend. Makes her not at all passionate to touch, let alone make love to him.

The handsome man brushed off Anastasya's hand so that he would no longer touch her face. "Sorry Anastasya. I told you that I would never be able to obey your will to do that, and I know you must understand why. From now on, stop teasing me." Arka picked up Anastasya's robe on the floor and put it back on.

"Remember one thing Anastasya, I am indeed your husband. But please, don't force me to finish my passion for you. Without you forcibly, I would have done so if I had been completely convinced of my own wishes. Certainly not a compulsion from you."

Anastasya. This was a painful rejection for him. He was too reckless to do such a stupid thing. An Arka is not a striped-nose man who is easily tempted by worldly pleasures. He is a man of honor and responsibility. Always wise in taking every decision, he did not want to be proud in making choices.

"Sorry, Anastasya. To this day, I still can't love you."

The utterance spoken from Arka's lips makes Anastasya never forget it until this moment. Even the loud voice was still like a real lightning strike that sounded in the ears of the girl who was now unable to hold back the crying even though the incident had happened long enough.

I should have realized that if Arka loved me, she just felt sorry and could never be more than that